Secrets Spill When Mistakes Happen (Open)

[Summer Frost]

I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.
I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.
TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.
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Summer walked out of her cabin and shifted her eyes every step that she took. It was early in the morning. Early enough that she hoped that everyone was still sleeping. That’s how it was when she always did this. This time was when she liked to practice her gift. There was no one around to see, no one around to know. She had her bow and a quiver full of arrows on her back. Both feeling warm against the cool air that surrounded her. The sun was just barely peeking above the horizon and she smiled, knowing that her dad was responsible for that.

She walked with quick steps, eager to get there before other people started waking up. Hopefully the arena was already set up with archery equipment because she had been late to wake up. When she finally saw the arena, she jogged the last couple steps into it and saw that the targets were set up. She stood on the far side, completely opposite the targets. Looking at the targets she smiled before turning around and facing the opposite direction so her back was towards them. Her aim was towards the tree but her mind was saying otherwise. ’Dead center of the middle target.’

[/i][/color] She repeated the words over and over. She saw the arrow flying into the center. Closing her eyes she relaxed and just focused on that as she notched an arrow.

She brought the arrow and string back until the string touched the corner or her left. Focusing down the shaft of the arrow aimed at the tree all she thought about was dead center of that target. She let loose a sigh before she released the sting and the arrow whipped forward. She stayed facing the tree and heard the THWAP or the arrow hitting the target behind her. She smiled and followed suit. Thinking of always hitting dead center when she released her last volley of arrows. When there were no more in the quiver she turned to see her work. All the arrows had hit in the same spot. But because of this, each one had split the other right down the middle. ”Crap! I forgot about that.” She said as she walked forward to the target.

When she arrived she tugged out each arrow and looked at them in her hands. Her head down she shook it. ”Now how will I explain this?”[/b] She let out a groan as she picked up her head.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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[Hadley McMiller]

Hadley's alarm clock beeped her awake at five AM, like usual. You see, Hadley liked to wake up nice and early. She didn't sleep much anyway. She hopped out of bed and got ready for the day. Showers, clothing herself, blow-drying her hair, putting on her eyeliner and blush for the day, loading her bag with lunch, her knives, a notepad and pen. And other stuff she did in the morning and stuff like that. And at precisely five fourty-seven, she was out the door.

The sky was covered with light gray clouds. The sun was trying and failing to poke through all of the darkness. You could see the light shining through the cracks of the clouds and trees, illuminating the misty air with a hazy glow. It was warm-ish, humid-ish, glarey-ish. Muggy. That was the word. The kind of weather that made you want to yawn.

Hadley had decided that today she would go the arena for the morning, and head into the woods for the afternoon. She always packed herself some energy bars to eat throughout the day, and then she would eat a lot of dinner. Of course, she had little snacks. The energy bars, some candy. She kept a pack of gum with her at all times. It's why she always packed a bag, because you never know when you need something, and Hadley didn't really like going back to her cabin in the middle of the day unless she really needed to.

As she neared the arena, she heard the stellar sound of arrows splitting each other, one by one. Curious, she walked a little faster. When she got there, she saw a girl - maybe about a year older than Hadley herself - holding arrows that were all split up. Hadley raised her eyebrows. She walked into the arena. The girl didn't seem to notice her. "I don't think you should do anything about it." Hadley said in response to the girl. She may have startled her a bit, but that was fine. Yup, all was well.

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[Summer Frost]

_{THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION}

( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated

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Summer had started to turn around and go pick up her bow where she had left it by the tree when she heard a voice. She whipped around to see a girl standing there. Her eyes widened praying to Apollo that she hadn’t seen anything. That she had only see the arrows. That would be easy to explain right. Well, not really since her bow was quite a ways away. Farther than what any normal demigod would be able to shoot. She winced slightly cursing herself for not being more careful. She cleared her throat before speaking back. ”Did you just get here?”

She went back to where her bow was and strapped it over her shoulder. Turning back to the girl, who she sort of recognized as who she thought was a child of Dionysius, she walked back to her. She held out her hand, wanting to come off as not rude and kind of feeling like her first question was a bit rude. ”I’m Summer Frost. Daughter of Apollo.”

[/b] She said, once they shook hands, hers dropped to her side. The clouds parted slightly and the sun finally started to shine a little bit brighter. She lifted the hand that held the arrows and frowned at them. ”If only this was as easy to explain as everyone thinks it is.” She said mumbling under her breath, pretty sure that Hadley couldn’t hear her.

Her eyes flicked back to the girl as she spoke again. ”What are you doing up this early?” Wariness had seeped back into her voice, but it wasn’t her fault. She was always wary around people that she just met. It was how she had almost always been.

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STATUS! Complete
NOTES! Dodododo
TAGS! Hadley
INSPIRATION! We Come Running by Youngblood Hawke
TEMPLATE CREDIT! Arro @ Caution 2.0
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[Hadley McMiller]

Hadley shrugged, walking a little more inside of the arena "I saw enough." she blinked. She didn't really know what was coming next. But it looked like she had met someone new. Great. Someone new to judge her. She pressed her lips together. She didn't really liked meeting new people. That's why she was rather introverted. She liked to be herself. By herself. That was how she liked to live. She wondered if the girl would think that she was a drunk. Suddenly the wine bottle in her backpack felt a little heavier. Hadley wished that it would go away.

The girl introduced herself as Summer Frost, Apollo. Hadley raised her eyebrows a bit. That's what she had suspected, after seeing the arrows that the girl had held, which she had obviously split herself. Hadley, slightly wincing, introduced herself "Hadley McMiller. Dionysus." Summer didn't look too surprised. No one ever is really surprised. It was pretty obvious. Hadley's bloodshot eyes totally showed it. Her worn, tired expression - clearly caused by drinking. The way she held herself. She nearly screamed Dionysus. It was true, she had gotten her looks from her father himself. The dark, curly hair, the shape of the face, eyebrows. All from her father. She looked like a fifteen-year-old girl copy of him pretty much.

Having her father at camp, when everyone else barely knew their parents, was, honestly, really awkward for her. She actually had a really good relationship with Dad. He got her. Understood. It was really nice sometimes, just to talk to him if she could. He actually (surprisingly) cared about her. She liked him. Hadely didn't understand why people thought of him as rude and mean. He was a pretty nice guy if you got on his good side. But don't make him mad. Because that's not so pretty.

Summer asked her what she was doing up this early. Hadley fumbled for an answer. She had no idea. What was she doing up this early? "I always get up this early." she said plainly, finally deciding what to say "Of course, I usually go into the forest. I'm growing a special crop of grapes. I decided to mix it up a bit." Hadley shrugged "I guess I kind of just wanted to train." she narrowed her eyes, trying to keep her cool "Actually," she paused "I think that I could ask you just the same question." Hadley raised an eyebrow. Only slightly. Perfectly quizzical.

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[Summer Frost]

Summer started for a moment before stopping. She really hadn’t answered her and she didn’t want to say too much in case she really didn’t say anything. She gave a sigh finally deciding that what she would be able to tell her would be good enough. ”I just wake up almost every morning and train. It’s less crowded. Less people to stare at you. I can actually be myself instead of holding tight and being careful. You know?” She stopped talking and fidgeted with her hands in front of her. Of course this girl wouldn’t know. No one had to carry the burden she did every time she picked up an arrow.

She looked at the arrows once again and walked over to a pile of broken equipment and tossed the arrows in the pile. ”My training is done though. What do you train with?” She said actually curious as to what weapons this girl used. She never spent much time with Mr. D or Chiron since they didn’t know her secret and she didn’t want them finding out just yet, so she didn’t know how Dionysius acted. In response she wouldn’t know how this girl acted or what weapons she used. She thought about this for a moment before speaking again.

”What kind of special grapes? If you don’t mind another person for company I could go with you?” She said her voice sounding hesitant and wary. She wasn’t wary of this girl necessarily just of how Hadley acted since she didn’t know her. She took off the shooting glove and slid it in her pocket but left the bracer on her arm. She crossed her one arm across her front and left the other one hanging unsure of what Hadley would say in response to her suggestion.

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[Hadley McMiller]

Hadley totally got it. She hated whenever someone judged her. Even if it was just about her dad. They always seem to think that she was pretty decent, then the name Dionysus pops up and the faces fall. He's really not that bad! Sometimes it was just so unfair that she had to live like this. Summer didn't seem to judgemental though, so Hadley chilled a little. Summer looked a little stressed. Hadley half-smiled. "Knives. Stabbing and throwing." she took out her knives - she had two. It was always good to have two, just in case.

She called her knives The Twins, because they were exactly identical. Same leather grip, same sharpened blades. She examined them for a minute, narrowed her eyes at one of the dummies, and flung the knives forward. It cartwheeled around in the air and then hit with a SMACK! One of the hit where an eyeball would be, the other straight in the middle of the chest. She had practiced for months. Because if it's a strong target, one throwing to the chest can't kill it, you need double pain for an ultimate kill.

The daughter of Dionysus was retriving the knives when Summer asked her about the grapes, "They can make someone go insane. Lose their mind. They're super hard to grow with all of the magic that goes in them." then Summer asked her for company. Hadley bit her lip. "I dunno," she said uneasily "But they aren't very exciting. Plus, they could easily die like that," Olivia snapped her fingers, then her face darkened a little "The godly virus has spread to some of the trees. Sooner or later, nymphs are gonna start dying." just talking about the virus made her pretty nervous. It was scary, thinking that someone could die because of this.

Some vicious kids were starting to bet and think about who's dying first. As of right now, Pandora Relenta - the skimpy Hecate chick - was in the lead. She was weak and small, and was one of the first to get the disease. If anyone was going, it was her. But, honestly, Pandora was pretty nice. It would be sad to see her go. If she went.

Hadley's eyes shifted around. "I really don't think it's a good idea, but if someone really wanted to see them, I wouldn't mind. But don't eat them. If they are not full grown - especially in their unhealthy state - they can be crazy lethal. Dead in about ten seconds after swallowing them. Not good." Hadley threw her knife again, and this time it hit right at the chest. Only one knife, because you have to balance sometimes. Balance life.

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[Summer Frost]

Summer watched her throw the knives and was in a state of awe as they sailed through the air. She was good. Really good. For a second she wondered if Mr. D had given her a special power. She quickly cancelled that out though thinking he would probably give her a special power that had to deal with plants or grapes. The first one had stabbed the dummies "eye" and the other had stabbed the chest. As Summer looked at the knives she could tell that they were almost perfectly similar, if not exactly similar. She looked to the arrows in the pile thinking that they were also exactly similar, but of course they would be, they were all made the same way. but having two identical knives? That was different.

She listened intently to Hadley as she described the grapes and how they could make someone go mad. Her own eyes widened in amazement at this. Mad grapes? That's crazy! She shook her head when Hadley told her about how easily they could die. It made her think of all the sick kids in the infirmary. The ones that she couldn't help. The ones that were getting sicker and sicker with each passing day. Hearing about the kids being sick made her wish that Apollo didn't give her this gift. Maybe then she would be able to heal.

But no. This gift was the only one she had. She stared at the bow wishing that it could help the kids. Wishing that she had some sort of gift to help not destroy or kill. But there had to be a reason. She just hadn't figured out what that reason was yet.
"Don't worry. I don't eat wild anything. I would probably die if I had to rely on pure knowledge of berries and fruits to survive. Too many things look alike. Now if I had to hunt..." She held up her bow to finish her sentence. If she had to hunt it would be perfect, she could survive forever, or until the source of food ran out. She watched another knife sail through the air impacting itself into the chest once again. She waited for the other knife to be thrown and when it didn't she raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Why only one that time?" Her curiosity had gotten the better of her. And then the question had popped out. It was rather odd. Why just throw one? Isn't better to always practice with how many you have? Doesn't practice make better, since no one can be perfect?

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[Hadley McMiller]

Hadley nodded as Summer told her that she wouldn't eat the berries. The daughter of Dionysus hesitated. Summer was nice, she was very kind. Hadley would let her see the grapes. "Okay ..." Hadley said slowly "Tomorrow morning, bright and early. They're in the best state in the morning, because that's when you get to see the pretty dew roll off of the sprouts. It looks really nice."

Hadley liked to see the grapes in the morning, when they were fresh and big. They looked so pretty when they really developed overnight. Beautiful. Just thinking about them made her happy. Summer was wondering why Hadley only threw one. "Because if I lose one, I need to be trained to not be so used to the feeling of throwing two, or else I'll be off." she explained carefully, throwing the second one, trying to have it manuever like a boomerang.

You see, Hadley had been working on a technique lately. She wanted to throw the knife and the perfect angle and perfect wind so that it went to the dummy, sliced the head, and whipped back around to Hadley. With total force, right into her hand. Finally, when the perfect wind blew, she quickly turned, jumped in the air, swung around, and threw the knife. It sliced the head off of the dummy, leaned to the side and ... hit the wall. Crap. Well, so much for that.

Hadley sighed, and jogged over to retrieve the knife. "I need to work on that one a bit." she said to Summer, picking up the knife, and slipped it in her bag next to the other knife. Twins. Completely identical. Except her finger marks were placed differently on each, because of her grip on the two different knives.

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[Summer Frost]

I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.
I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.
TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.
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Summer watched as Hadley seemed to think this through for a bit. As she did Summer thought about the girl. She seemed nice, maybe a little cautious about people like Summer herself was, but these days that was good. You never knew what another person could be like, so until you got used to them, why would you need to be all perky and such. Finally Hadley spoke, and Summer's face broke out into a small grin. She would get to see them. She nodded to Hadley before speaking. "What time is bright and early? I get up right before the sun comes out and come here to practice. So you want to meet here?"

The way she had talked about the berries, made them seem so pretty and beautiful, but Summer knew that even the most beautiful and gorgeous things could also be the most deadly. It was why she didn't eat any kind of wild berry. She didn't know which ones were safe to eat and which ones were not safe to eat. She listened to her explanation of throwing only one at a time and nodded. Though she wouldn't actually get it since the bow was her weapon, she understood what the girl was saying.

She watched Hadley start to maneuver a little bit different. Her stance switched up and the way she held the blade was different from the first time she had thrown it. Summer watched as she jumped into the air and through the knife. It sliced through the dummies head and got stuck in the wall. One of Summer's eyebrows shot up in confusion. Sure that would work, but if there was no wall there than what was she trying to do.

She waited for Hadley to finish speaking before talking herself. "What exactly were you trying to do there?" Summer thought back to what the girl was doing. It was almost like she had wanted the knife to turn back to her. The knives were now concealed inside the bag Hadley carried with her, so Summer picked up her bow from where it lay at her feet and put it over her shoulder. She was figuring that Hadley was going to leave soon and with no more arrows to practice with she didn't need to be here as well.

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